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Perhaps we’re dead already and we just don’t realise and this is hell. We’re in hell to be punished for the things we done cos I did kill him. Landor. I stamped him till he was pulp. His own mother couldn’t see him, couldn’t say her goodbyes. Closed coffin. Didn’t have to buy a drink in the pub for months. Having my back slapped like I was a hero. I…

